LilyRose

Joined May 2021

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Corporate cog by day, poet by night. Writing is my happy place. Comments, follows and critiques are always welcome!

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What even is poetry anyway…
When I saw Vocal’s latest challenge “Get Comfortable” I felt a flutter of excitement. For me, poetry is synonymous with comfort.
By LilyRose2 years ago in Poets
Simple Weekend Dreams
It’s another Friday night And the sofa hugs my bum, There is a glass of wine for comfort And a curry for my tum. When the world was but my oyster
By LilyRose2 years ago in Poets
Top Story - July 2022
My Dad: The Feminist Top Story - July 2022
This is the story of how my dad became a feminist. Let's start with that all important caveat shall we? Just to be clear – I’m not talking about a born-again, protest-chanting, preaching-from-the-roof-tops feminist. Not even the type of feminist that is really comfortable calling himself that word.
By LilyRose2 years ago in Viva
Wonder Love
1. The Queen of Hearts I walked my way through fairy tales and held dear romantic cares, For I thought the one who won in love
By LilyRose2 years ago in Poets
The Kenmore Girls
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night a candle burned in the window. The flame, a small wispy thing, licked hungrily at the dusty pane of glass, casting a dark shadow of blackened soot. In the shadows and obscured from view there is a girl.
By LilyRose2 years ago in Fiction
Power of the Mind
In the day I trundle on on the well trod path of men, Yet in the night I come alive and I am born again, I close my eyes and instantly
By LilyRose2 years ago in Poets
A Dragon Run
There hadn’t always been dragons in the valley. Years ago, when Cassie’s grandmother was a young girl, and the small fishing town had huddled sleepily around the steep bank of the river Nyem, tales of dragons were nothing more than just that; stories. A chance for a passing traveler to earn themselves a night’s bed and board, high on the hospitality of an enraptured inn.
By LilyRose2 years ago in Fiction
Another Cup?
“I got you a coffee”, you say. It's 18 months later And I take the disposable cup From your outstretched hand;
By LilyRose2 years ago in Poets
At the Sight of Blood
I am striding fiercely forwards When out of nowhere that snagging memory Catches my sleeve Tugging at my soft flesh.
By LilyRose2 years ago in Poets
The Broke New World
There'll be no rings No housewarmings No weddings Nor crying cots, Haven't you heard It's quite absurd, We can't afford the lot.
By LilyRose2 years ago in Poets
Love in a Time of Shame
This is going to be uncomfortable. This is going to hurt. I'm sorry. Mum, I need to tell you something. It's big. I should start by telling you that when it happened they asked me if I wanted them to call you. They said, "At the end of the day she's your Mum. She loves you. She'll just be glad to know your safe." For the record, and I want to make this clear Mum, I know that this is true.
By LilyRose2 years ago in Families
Just Another Corporate Cog
I would like to say that 2022 marks the moment I kick the corporate game for good, but I'm afraid that that announcement would be a few decades premature. A girl's gotta eat, shop, and travel after all. 2022 does mark another rung on the ladder though, and this little cog is upgrading to a younger, sleeker model. Work life balance is back firmly on the agenda.
By LilyRose2 years ago in Poets

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What even is poetry anyway…

Simple Weekend Dreams

My Dad: The Feminist Top Story - July 2022

Wonder Love

The Kenmore Girls

Power of the Mind

A Dragon Run

Another Cup?

At the Sight of Blood

The Broke New World

Love in a Time of Shame

Just Another Corporate Cog

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